My New Years. ..

. . .Ah the fun of New Years. D. asked me what I did for New Years and it wasn't all that exciting. I worked til 6:00 p.m., went to Target, did some crosswords and was in bed by 11:00. A very nice NY eve in my book especially considering the exhausting days before it. On Friday I was in Columbus (I actually got there on Thursday so C-Fresh and I could celebrate our first Christmas together) and C-Fresh and I had a little holiday get together. I was mixing up the dirty martini's and it was a fun night all around. By twelve C-Fresh was passed out and most of the people were gone. That was when I realized that two people were missing. Turns my friend J. was up in the bathroom puking his brains out. No big deal I thought until A-Bomb came and told me just how bad it was. So at 2 a.m. off to the hospital we went (and no, my car upholstery is still fine, no puke up in that yo!) where we waited until 3:30 for him to get a bed. I was then called at 5:45 to come pick him up and had to wait until 7 a.m until they released him. That gave me about 4 hours to get some sleep to make the 2 1/2 hour drive back to Cleveland and work my 9 hour shift then go home and be back at work by 9 a.m. on NY eve. So as you can tell I was so not up for any partying on NY eve. But hey, at least we know our holiday party was a hit because it is no fun until someone has to go to the hospital!

BTW: A huge thank you goes out to A-bomb, his b.f. Rusty, and his brother Jarred for the helping hand.